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BullyMy life is full of pasted sin's, No I am the worlds best dream girl. I am the Nightmare of most people,
I grow up with a mom that did not show me how to love the right way. I Stay closed up to other over
not knowing how to just be myself.This past I call my own is full of fail and trys that most people would
have gave up by now.
As you go into life you are young and don't know yourself, but as you grow up you have to find you self by a young
age or you become the odd one of the small group of humans that we call friends. As you grow you find out that you never
out grow that being the odd one of the people you live with or the group of friends you hand with.
No one see the better things about you. As so, You make A's, your eyes are a color everyone wishes to have, your
the kid that everyone wants to be. But they call you the shadow of what you are, You fat, your ugly, or you are a shadow
of a girl or boy. They kick you down Push you around try the put out the light you have with in. You
The begining of the lust..As a young girl walked with her big sister, it was just starting to get dark out.
The older Sister knew the younger on had a fear of the dark.
She left the younger Sister alone just as it got really dark .
The young Girls name was Mist .
Mist turned to find her older sister gone.
She shivered as it got really dark it must have been pasted nine now and her mother was going to be mad.
Mist slowly walked on hoping to get home soon.
As she walked she seen a boy about 17 or 18 of age just like her,
he was leaning on a street light poll. She walked on pasted him to find him following after her. She walked a little faster to find the man going the same speed.
She looked over her shoulder to the hooded man.
The only part of his face she could tell out was a blood lust of a smile.
The smile gave she body a jolt of fear. She knew she had to lose him before she got home so she toke off running.
It was time to put knowing this town to the test.
She ran with the man on her tai
Hollow Chest Of PainSitting alone on a rainy night.
Thinking about a old friend.
Why did this happen when I trusted..
Now I am here alone.....no one...
A shadow of what was once there.
what is this pain I feel when I am alone
I never never a once a girl of happy
Is nothing but a no heart the one
I had left with my friend....
1st her then...my family...then
my fathers death....
where is the light to pull me out
Of this endless pit of nightmares...
It left long with my heart....
Why do my chest hurt so bad that
I feel like riping it open to stop it.
You lost your mind......
I am losing everything....
My life is becoming my nightmare....
someone anyone can you here my cry...
no one...no one....that is who I am....
no friends, No family.......no nothing
But a hollow chest and a dark mind......
No one cares for a no heart
The night passed by like i was nothing but a shadow with out him im nothing but a shadow.....
Everyone i care about all they do is hurt me.......
i lost my friends........
i lost my big sister......
i lost him....
The love of my life
WHY why did this happen to me
i just wanted someone to lovee
someone to hold me when i cry
i-i-i-i loved you which a no heart should not do
As i sit her alone in my room i ask my self
WHY DID HE LEAVE ME IS IT BECAUSE OF MY LOOKS....
or did i say something that hurt him
plz someone take this pain away
my mom tells me you dont need him you find someone better
but who would take the place of my.....my loving knight
Now alone and cold i feel like im dying a death that no one will want to die...
NO ONE CARE's FOR A NO HEART
xanas daughter pt1
"MIST ITS TIME!"Xana yell at the young girl she knows him as a dad she didnt mind the yelling he dose it alot.
"ok dad ok im know the plane become friends with the kids that stop you everytime and get on the master computer
and get the code to help you when..."The smiled and giggles as she told her dad the plane she been training for along
time now. "good you brother sunny and my best man William knows his part of the plane.....now go on make
your daddy happy little misty!" He smiled a blank smile as sunny pushed mist out to the place to get to the forest
as thay got there mist got to her spot.........
As I got really to closely get killed be William I here the voices of the kids come. "Oh no come on William attack me...
they are coming..." Out of nowhere William attack he hit me 4 time which hurt badly. "AHH back off!" I growl and throw a week
power ball at him as he walk at me I fell down and tryed to move away. "Hey back off her!" a black haired girl
mlp story pt1My life is getting old.It the same thing over and over again.All I do is eat, go to shcool,walk home,and watch my little
pony:friendship is magic. Im a female brony all the way you see....but sometimes i with that I had friends like
the ponies.Look at them so happy and caring to eachother it makes me want to be one so bad.The pony that really
grabs me is derpy she seem so happy and looks at the good side of everthing.Her and twilight sparkle are my top
one day my school shut down over my home town was slowing becoming nothing.After the school shut down everyone started to move.
As I go out for a walk I see the last people leave.I let out a deep sigh and go home and watch mlp again but
i started to cry when i saw the ponies happy to have friends. "why dont I have any friends I tryed to make them but
it never helps" I cried into my arm and then huged my knees as I cried. As I sit there and cried a light started to
glow in my t.v. I looked up at the t.v and it looked li
my heart is for a ghost pt1
I walk into my room and throw my bag down. "Alone again why dose she leave me alone I walk into my room and throw my bag down. "Alone again why dose she leave me alone it said "hun im going to stay away this summer you can take care of your self you got all the money you need and you can do whatever you want have fun" I growl and sigh "Alone and can do anything i want wooohoooo not." I go and sit down and started to watch t.v.After along time i get bored and turn it off.But my mom's music box opens by its self.I look at it and sigh and think about the song my dad song with me.I sing it solfly .
no one know who I'll be but no one would every see the heart that in me its soft as snow,dances like the wind,but it lones for some to know and care like a family but who will no one knows only the path that goes and gose.
As the music
Last DayLast day.
Red rubber ball
park on a sunny day
parents mad over something we don't understand
To the park we sneak away
because there we know we can play
kick the ball over head
went to far down the hill
went after it rolling further and further
found it hidden at the bottom
looks up and sees a friend...wolf girl
looks up and sees a friend...bunny girl
we laugh together then go play
laugh and smile at the other
Just a day of a love and joy
Not a day of love and war
can't be friends with you it seems
I don't know why we can't play
Because I have fangs and you have a cotten tail
Your sharp ears are not as frail as mine
you was not raised to kill
no to plant seeds and till
you don't bark and howl like I do
But is that really any reason to hate?
That I do not know...
Parents don't tell me anything just keep saying "You'll understand when you're older."
Tear my hand from yours
I yell no!
You yell back
But they don't
yaoi story pt6 ~after the lake~
redblood:*walks out of the bath room with a smile on his face*
redblood:*jumps on angelnight*
redblood:its time for the winner of the bet to get hes prize *smiles evily*
angelnight:*blushs and nods*
redblood:*kisses down angelnights neck*this is going to be fun....
angelnight:*blushs like mad*
redblood:*kisses down angelnights chest*
redblood:*licks all the way back up*
angelnighth r-red s-s-stop it *blushs*
redblood:*kisses angel deeply*
angelnight:*blushs and lets him*
redblood:i like being on top *licks angels neck* i love you angel....
angelnight:i-i l-love you to red
redblood:*takes off angels pants*
redblood:*pushs hemself in*
redblood:angel you to sexy i cant hold back...
angelnight:ahh red *blushing up a storm*
redblood*thrusts in harder*
I am a MouseI am a mouse.
I am quiet, I am nothing.
I am a book that nobody has read.
I am an eclipsed sun and a cloaked moon.
I am irrelevant and unwanted, a broken toy in an attic.
I am the dust in your rear-view mirror that you leave behind.
I am the air that you breathe in and spit out as something different.
I am the palest white. I am the darkest black. I am the dullest, emptiest grey.
I am the old man with forgotten memories and the baby who has yet to make them.
I am a forgotten word, dangling on the tip of your tongue, hanging on the noose of your lips.
I am a dried up stream. I am a felled forest. I am an abandoned cornucopia of resolute nothingness.
And there is Hell burning in my eyes.
PainParalized by the suffering
A shiver down my spine
Images of my past haunt me
No one can save me from this hell
to me you are perfect
I do not know the reasons
for all those scars burning
against your bright skin
you've been soaking
a pain reminiscing from past
we both cannot recollect
yet you are so beautiful..
when night gets darker
and I am the one...
who's hungered to undress
the spirit of you
slowly revealing the layers
coming off from shadows
disguised in desires
craving to be fulfilled
I will caress every corner
of your silhouette
until I figure the true shape
of your heart
I will rub those blisters
softly until every nerve
of you gushes into a river
and you moan into a life
I had promised you
years ago when we began
to breathe into each other
for all the truths
I must swallow
and lessons I must learn
you are the one
I am destined to discover
what it means
to love in perfection
A void within meAlone on this inhospitable night, once again
I let my memories guide my lost steps,
Wandering amid the ghosts of my past.
As I walk along the quay,
I stare at the feeble Seine flowing:
She's dying by the street lamps' hands
While the whole city asphyxiates.
Reflecting my own lack of humanity
Over the river's lighted surface,
Griefs come and go at the water's rhythm.
Once again, on this breathtaking night,
My feelings are sealed and my chest hollow.
Purple rain, chills of cold.... Or regret? I crave
My musical drug, my remaining salvation,
Spreading a sweet poison within me and
Eroding the remaining happiness I still have.
I plug my headphones...
A grin of relief appears on my weary face,
I flee to lenient lands, where a familiar Angel tucks me in.
These notes of violin split the immutable silence,
Fill the hole in, lit a bonfire to my soul.
This mermaid sings my dreams to me,
i can't keep walking on these dry-rot bonesoh, i am not a poet;
like the ink scratches
of plath, i am
specter boy: decay,
dispose, & disappoint
because this is the way
that writers wane -
(this hangman head is no
survivor story, & gods
do not burn out
you talk like a travestyoh, mercury boy, you can't
write your way out of this
body or out of this mind;
you can pray like it's high-fashion,
insist you're only burning yourself out
(but tell me - do you feel like a god yet?)
if only for murky mirrors &
silver cicadas caught
in your ribcage, you've
got a knack for decaying
The PointIt’s the taste of cake mix on the spoon, that first time you ‘help’ bake a cake.
It’s seeing the bright world afresh after a dark nightmare, when you first wake.
It’s when you make them laugh and, in that moment, everyone loves a clown.
It’s when your heart stops before the roller coaster plummets down, down.
It’s when the lights go out before your favourite band plays and you scream.
It’s that moment you look around and everything’s perfect enough to be a dream.
It’s the anticipation of waiting for a new episode of your favourite television show.
It’s the first time you listen to your favourite record and you just sort of know.
It’s reading a book cover-to-cover and a million times more and still crying at the ending.
It’s the stiff, tight, real feeling of a smiling scab as you watch the wound mending.
It’s when you first meet your best friend and you hate each other (but in a good way).
california wintersthe tears
I rationed have all
run out. Tuesday comes
up behind me and steals
my breath; my cat snores.
she can’t sleep soundly
since she lost her seventh
life. I’m like that, I’m always
worried someone will try to steal
what I’ve already given away.
I miss color. newsprint sobs
washed me out. I am a
blank canvas, I am a faceless,
I am one
of you. I wake up sweating
and it’s winter and I can’t
sleep because my memories
follow me between my sheets;
jake still won’t listen.
we never knew we were the
lucky ones, we scarred, too. don’t
touch me. don’t want
me, don’t bare my bones
when you think I’m not
watching. I’m afraid of
myself. breathing loud
enough that others know
I exist; you follow me,
needing, laughing, it’s
a game. who has lost
the most, we all want
to win; I’m so tired, so scared,
there’s no one in the world
who sees me. I can’t cry.
we’re in a drought.
the words No HeartAs a young girl walked in here town she softly cryed thinking of the one she cryed for the most.
She walk into the deep part of the park no one ever gose anymore with here espeon walking close behind her drgginhg her tail.
As the young girl cryed she felt the pain of him walking away from here and not looking back. She sits down under a tall try wishing that someone would come and take
away the pain of this heart that beats in her chest. She sit and hugged her knees crying softly. Why dose everyone she love's hate her like they do.........
She just shows them hert heart and all the do is shot it and step on it as they walk away happyly like nothing happened........
She sits in the shadow of the tall tree and crys hard.Her espeon laying next to her sad as she was.....
Why dose the pain always have this pain knowing she will be alone the one that no one care's for or will ever feel saft......
SHe nothing But a shadow nothing but a walking nothing......he left.....with everything she had
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